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Walter Palm, a writer from Curaçao

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Michael Jackson

There were vultures,
their claws left scars on your heart. 

There were hyenas, their hungry jaws wide open,
ready to tear your heart apart. 

And there was also death
looming in the dark of the morning.

 You moonwalked hyenas and vultures
left them all confused.

You couldn’t moonwalk death,
but your songs did.












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